Being Faithful In A Relationship Isn't Just About Staying Out Of Someone Else's Bed.

You can't go back and change the beginning, but you can start where you are and change the ending.

#Abdullah #AbdullahBook 

When did she feel the safest? The most secure? When she was with him. Yes, she was always a strong willed girl, taking no crap, being the strong one for everyone.

That was the role she took on all her life happily. It was part of her makeup.

She knew no other way to be.

Yet, what was behind all that strong exterior?

A fragile delicate soul that questioned everything, over-thought what someone said and how they said it.

She was smart and confident, yet not full of herself. Confident, but had so many dancing insecurities within her.

Insecurities that were unfounded, but needed reassuring every once in awhile.

Trauma does that to a person. There were times he initiated saying things to reassure her and make her smile. Sometimes out of the blue which just made her beam. Other times, she just outright asked him. Not because she didn't know the answer, but simply because she just wanted to hear it.

Hearing him say how he felt about her and things within the confines of their relationship made her smile, feel loved, and secure.

She can be feeling insecure and uneasy because of her own over-thinking one minute, and then totally reassured and at ease in the next- just from a few simple words from him.

Sometimes he even felt it from afar while he was at work. He just felt something. He knew. She didn't even have to say a word. Other times, she asked for that little reassurance by asking 'Miss me?

How much? Love me immensely? What will you do to me next time you see me?'

Answers he happily gave her quickly and easily because they were all true. All deep within him.

She knew that. She knew his feelings, emotions, wants and desires.

But to a woman, knowing and feeling it is one thing. Hearing the spoken words is another. Every now and then we need to hear it. Some girls, like her, need to hear things more often due to traumatic events and losses in life that broke her.

Those things really take a toll on your thoughts and emotions, and you need more reassuring than the average girl. And that's okay. She thought it made her weak asking certain questions for reassurance from him.

But she's learning it's not weak. It's strong because you know what you need emotionally and asking for it. You know yourself and you're respecting your emotional needs. You're self aware. That's strength through all the trauma. Asking for help, asking for reassurance from the one you love with everything you encompass- is raw honest communication.

He doesn't view her as weak at all when she asks him. He views her as the strong woman he loves and adores, going through something emotionally hard, and will always pull her out of her dark spots when she asks or not. He's her safe place of no judgments, just love.

"Abdullah" - A story doesn't exist unless it's Told.

I swear I only want to hear about you, to know what you've been doing. Its a hundred years since we've met - it may be another hundred years before we meet again.

#Abdullah.

A story doesn't exist unless it's Told.

Sometimes, the people who come into our lives aren't meant to stay forever, but to teach us a valuable lesson. They serve a purpose that may be difficult to understand at first, but once the lesson is learned, their presence becomes clear. Whether it’s showing us the importance of boundaries, helping us realize our own strength, or teaching us how to let go, these individuals shape us in ways we couldn’t have predicted. They enter our lives for a season, offer insight, and then move on, leaving behind the wisdom we needed to grow. Their role isn’t to stay but to help us evolve, and that's all they were ever meant to do.

It’s easy to hold onto people, thinking they should remain in our lives longer than they are meant to, but when we let go of that expectation, we make room for new growth. Some people are only passing through, their purpose fulfilled once they've shown us something we needed to understand. While their departure might be painful or confusing, it’s important to remember that not all relationships are meant for forever. What matters is the lesson they taught us and how we carry that forward. Not everyone is meant to stay, but the ones who leave with a lesson are often the ones who change us the most.

— Abdullah

Palestine tomorrow will be free.

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5 Times To Be Quiet.

"Perhaps, somewhere, someday, at a less miserable time, we may see each other again"

‿ℒℴνℯ⁀💕 Abdullah

A story doesn't exist unless it's Told.

"Did he know me? Yes. More than anyone. He knew the storms in my eyes and the trying too hard smile. He knew when the tears were welling up in my eyes that I was trying to hide, and the pain behind my smile. He knew the looks from my hazel green eyes. The look when I was nervous or anxious about something. The look of a dirty joke or sarcastic humor in rebuttal to what he just said. The look I gave when I was goading and riling him sensually, erotically, that I only know how to do. The look of me wanting him to take me over and over. With his lips pressed against mine as one hand was on my neck and the other with a fistful of my long hair. That glaring daring look as I stared up at him as he did. He knew my flirtatious look with a side little grin I gave him that made him sit back in his chair in awe as he's sitting next to me at dinner.

He knew my far away stare when I was in deep thought or something was bothering me. Concentrating on patterns on drapes and rugs, or the sky outside the window. He knew when I was quiet-something was really bothering me. And some of those times he knew I was quiet because I never liked confrontation. But he urged me to talk about it to be open and honest as we always are. He knew when I was teasing, talkative, and joking with him- I was having a good day. But when little things got to me and I was being short, and not as talkative...a storm was brewing inside me ready to turn into a maelstrom. That he only knew how to calm by the way.

He knew it all. He learned me. And learned me well like no other. He loved all of me. My happiness, my pain, my scars and traumas, my comical side, my inner child, my light and thinking positive, my sadness and grief, my darkness and erotic cravings & sensuality, my empathy and understanding, my strengths and my weaknesses, me feeling everything so very deeply and over-thinking so many things. He loved every part of me. I showed him all of me.

I never showed anyone all of me before. But he got it all. I felt safe with him. Protected. Safe not only physically, but emotionally. That's deep intimacy. Talking. Communicating with words, looks, or a single touch. Learning someone so deeply that you know them as well as they know themselves. Open, raw, and honest together.

Fully knowing each other inside and out where you become two souls perfectly fitting together. And I knew he loved me so deeply that it encompassed him. He showed me in many ways. Ever so loving, and some so dark you'd either blush or gasp. And me? I know the real him. The part of himself he doesn't show anyone. I loved him with every fiber of my being, and I gave him everything I had in me. While wearing that classy yet sensual navy off the shoulder sheath Couture dress he loves so much, in heels and a diamond necklace & bracelet to match, with a toy hidden secretly away where no one can see, as he held the remote.

I do feel like this whole self improvement culture thing can go too far where people are never happy with who they are and where they are because they’re constantly trying to be better or do better and they’re always waiting for some sort of glow up or achievement or therapy realisation that will make them feel complete but that isn’t real and life is actually in the every day.

You were not born to pay bills, lose sleep, and answer emails. You were born to romanticize your life and make questionable decisions.